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Character Name
Type
Player
Sex Notes
..Arawn...........Druid...John.Haight........Ma..Alfar/Backup Navigator
..Dorhak..........Warrior.Kevin.Newark.......Ma..Captain/Leader/Dwarf
..Fremea..........Sidh....Tobie.Bonahoom.....Fe..Faerry/Archer/Magician
..Kiet............Acrobat.David.Sanders......Me..Human/Magician
..Mournath........Sailor..Gibert.Isla........Ma..Human/Navigator
..Pyandalgor......Hunter..Panthera...........Ma..Human/Hunter
..Raddok..........Miner...Bess.Hadley........Ma..Human/Miner
..Tsia.Phan.......Thief...Don.Ker............Fe..Human/Thief
..Unali...........Ninja...Wout.Broere........Fe..Human/Dagger Maiden
..Upus............Warrior.Gerald.Ford........Ma..Normal/Barbarian
Warrior
..Z'leyra.........Healer..Alex Koponen.......Fe..Human/Shaman/1st Mate
..Barbosa.........Warrior.Npc................Ma..Dwarf/Outcast
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Update #135 sequence (file #1031)
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<x-tab> </x-tab>[Recap]
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From Dorhak: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>"yes, I
would like to see the security arrangements before we …
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GM: Ack.
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From Opus: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Opus says,
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</x-tab>“I was raised to
fear Magic but a lot of what I was raised to know …
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dmKkimis can explain to the crew that unspeakable thing we’re Done to
him and he dwells but she has way to help him. maybe some one in the crew
can help him with his past Demons ?]
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GM: Ack. First great post. One of the best
introspection posts I’ve seen and I've done many. Nicely
done. As to Shaman you could its what 200 points? I forget.
So probably take a few months. Its possible yes.
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From Kiet: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Kiet thinks it’s
appropriate that these funny looking dwarves …
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</x-tab>"You are too
kind!" speaking to Crix. "Your provisions would be
…
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GM: Ack.
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From Pyan: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Pyan keeps
staring at the red skinned girl unable to stop …
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GM: Ack.
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From Raddok: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>[notes for GM: I
keep forgetting Raddok was given a metal helmet from the treasure hoard
he got the bracelet from. I now figure his armor weight with only the
leather armor (quilted left behind), but allowed for the heavier helmet.
I’m not sure if I had specified he had adopted wearing the metal helmet
or not (I meant to, but doesn’t matter weight-wise; please let me know
which you have listed.) I also assumed the full backpack weight as
originally given with all the food items he started out with. I figure
he’ll be carrying his share of any food/water supplies gathered by the
others, so used that weight. I figured his clothes, armor, mace &
shield, fighting & throwing daggers (which he really doesn’t use in
fights), & his backpack & all gear from the original list adds up
to 70.85#, give or take 2#. Stat-wise, I figure he can carry, with his
StB added, (104+35#) 139#. This is where my thinking is for this update
as written.]
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</x-tab>Raddok sees
Kiet’s head-shake when Z’leyra offers again to do …
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GM: Ack. No need to worry about weights or such no need to
over think it its not that a big issue now. You'll see. :)
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From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>"Well, it
looks like we might have a problem," Arawn said rather …
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GM: Ack.
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From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
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</x-tab>Arawn gave Opus
an encouraging look when the red-skinned …
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</x-tab>"You're
likely smarter than you give yourself credit for," the …
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GM: Ack.
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From Z'leyra: [Re: Action]s
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</x-tab>Z'leyra mentally
sighs and once again thinks to herself that she …
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GM: Ack.
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Stuff]
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9th,
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<x-tab> </x-tab>[Time:
12:36 pm]
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"Yes, I would like to see the security arrangements
before we leave" Dorhak says to Crix. Thinking to himself, it
might give the others a chance to dig thru the supplies. And maybe
give Fremea a chance to look around. Just in case. He looks over to
her and says in Marentian "please be back in time."
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Assuming vault arrangements are adequate, the Dwarf says
"we'll leave the Book here."
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Dorhak decides to get back pack, food, water, a few bags,
and will carry a short handled shovel tied to the pack. Raddok or
Barbosa can carry the pick.
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Crix nods, “very good.” Crix excuses himself and heads to
the door and whispers to a guard some orders to direct the party to the
supplies. As he does the party stand and prepare to leave.
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Opus tells the party to be translated, “I was raised to fear
Magic but a lot of what I was raised to know may have not been so bad. I
was raised to embrace things, ideas and people in my Tribe and I realized
that they may not be so good. So I willing to try this necklace. to
learn new things. I am not so smart but can learn and willing to
try to become smarter more spiritual. Just like my aunt was.
Curious to what the all the world has to offer me.”
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Opus winks at Kimis for all the Praises of his manhood, “‘I
try to please
my Girl in love and and in combat. “
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He turns to Kimis and says in there Native tongue.
“Lets Do this you only live once and I ain’t going back to my past magic
is magic and what we learned from out kin may have been wrong hun and
these seem like good people. But if we feel like there bad to us at any
point we can depart and run again.”
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Kimis shrugs, “sure...but if that one.” Glancing at
Fremea. “Tries to do stuff to me one whack of my axe will end that.
And..” she glances at the one eyed girl still speaking in their native
tongue no one can understand. “That one gives me the shivers.”
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Opus in a very charismatic and prideful way says to
Arawn, “I also can move quietly and track animals movements. I can smell
them.. I can ride a horse well, I grew up hauling goods for dad. Sadly we
left fast with no horses. I left my horse back home. I am sure me Chief
has had my horse killed. But I never tracked no demon. Nor do I
want too. Back home the only demon was me chief he was mean to me.
He was bad, did bad things to me . bad things.”
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Opus starts to growl. Kimis stops what she is doing and
snaps her long red
fingers more like the sound of a sizzle. “‘SNAP!”
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All of sudden Opus goes into a trance. He then focusing all
of his anger
feigns an attack and swings like he’s holding a two handed weapon.
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First he swings a low sweeping arc, back to diagonal left to
right swing
then recovers for a diagonal right to left swing. Then a strait forward
lunge. Followed by moving back to a defensive stance. “SNAP!”.
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Opus then stops and stands still. For 4 seconds.
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“SNAP” Opus speaks goes back to talking he is not breathing
heavy at all
and seems less angry.
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“I must never ever never did I say never go back or me chief
or I
are dead! I left to be nice to save tribe from a lost king. “We escaped
with our lives intact. I was going to kill me Chief but Kimis stopped me
she made sure the tribe is one with the chief alive. Kimis saved me
from ruining the tribe and from a long tortures retribution death from
the people. She controls me and I listen to her. I owe her everything..“
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The crew may have seen or noticed his movements where very
fast. He moves
in a very swift and graceful manner and with a fierce and
disciplined strength of a giant feline creature.
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Opus then speaks to crew gaining some confidence “We got
nothing to loose
and more to gain from this and if we find the king and his crew we will
be heroes? Right or will we victims of more bad people?”
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“We must not mistake what had happened to me in my past bad
things ……”
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All of sudden Kimis snaps her fingers Twice. “SNAP, SNAP”
and Opus stops talking. And just laughs loudly with a fiery
laugh representative of his people!
</b>“Ha Ha Ha..”
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Opus will grab all his belongings. He needs most for
this travel unless
Kimis thinks otherwise? In case they need to depart in a hurry from this
land he has his stuff.
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Pyan listens to the translation as Crix explains his words
and a bit surprised at them. This new guy sounds like a hunter and
that makes Pyan feel a bit better.
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Arawn stares and can see the emotional turmoil of the Dimagi
as he talks He doesn't even need to use his empathic ability as a simple
person can tell the change in mental states.
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?Kiet thinks it’s appropriate that these funny looking
dwarves should provide some provisional help. He didn’t load
himself down with any of his pack items from the ship. It wouldn’t
have matched his role as bodyguard. Basically, all he has are his
basic weapons, not even his javelins, and what he normally keeps in his
pouches. He's especially annoyed at not having his silver ladle.
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"You are too kind!" speaking to Crix.
"Your provisions would be most welcome. I will need very
little. Travel rations, a backpack, some bags, a water skin and (a
bit odd, I know) a trowel and small pail. And a thin but strong 10'
line, please. A flint and steel, plus oil and lantern. Oh,
and might I impose for a bedroll? No telling how long this may
take."
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Kiet will tie the length of rope in a loop on his right
hip.
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Crix nods, “all that is in order and ready for you.
The pail? We'll have to find one.”
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After the spell casting debacle, Kiet says quietly (in The
Elder), "Windwall! Are you OK?"
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The armor speaks back in the language Kiet knows,
“yes. But I sensed a massive ...what did the humans call
it...fuba? No. Fubar.”
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Pyan keeps staring at the red skinned girl unable to stop
himself.
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He goes with Dorhak decision as he is the leader, especially
about the newcomers as he seems to speak the same language as the
two. Sometimes it's good just to be a humble warrior and not have
such burdens of leadership set upon one.
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Raddok sees Kiet's head-shake when Z'leyra offers again to
do Soul Sight for Raddok. When Kiet sits on the floor, Raddok thinks the
magician is aware of something wrong. But since he's sitting, it's not
dangerous. Puzzled, Raddok tells Z'leyra “Thank you. I really want to
know. But I had better go get those supplies we need. I thought I had my
rope with me, but I left it behind us in Vahear & we may need more
than my climbing rope & Opus's. So, I had better see what Crix has in
his storeroom first. Maybe we can find a quiet time tomorrow, before we
break our night camp, since we seem to want to get started today. I think
we're in a bit of a rush right now. Thank you! Tomorrow, then.”
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Raddok gathers Barbosa & asks Crix where the supplies he
offered for the crew are located, mentioning rope, mining tools, lamps
& oil. He will go with Crix & gather as much as the group can
comfortably carry. He thinks that maybe they should have an extra pick
& shovel along – not just one of each. He already has a backpack, but
Dorhak also wants another one for someone else to wear, maybe Barbosa?
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He does some quick figuring, & is glad he left the
quilted armor and greatsword behind. He figures he's carrying almost 70#
of armor, weapons & gear with his backpack now. He could manage
another 30#, but that would be getting close to his maximum & the
weight could hinder his ability to fight - or to run, he smiled wryly -
unless he had time to drop the backpack, which seemed (considering recent
events over the last few weeks, he chuckled) unlikely. He didn't mind
carrying his weight, certainly (again he chuckled, winking at Barbosa
when he saw him looking at him puzzled), but there was a point that
became impractical. He decided that if he wanted an extra pick and shovel
& maybe even an extra climbing hammer, not just the one of each
Dorhak asked for, Raddok would have to carry them himself. He had always
worried about dropping tools during a climb, & had the habit of tying
small cords to each tool that could be tied to his belt, but things still
can break at the most awkward times. He began to think that extras were
needed as a backup. They would tie onto his pack easily. Whoever carried
the other backpack could also carry a set of the tools Dorhak wanted.
Unless Dorhak specified otherwise. Raddok would prefer his own choice of
the shovels & picks available for his own use. Every miner had his
favorites, with the best weight and balance for the user. Raddok leans
over to Barbosa as they look over Crix's supplies & says, smiling,
"Even the best miners can drop a tool now & then. Good to have
extras.
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Raddok will gather 100' rope, more if requested, plus extra
lamps & lamp oil, & any other gear Dorhak requested, or that
Raddok sees in the storeroom that he feels useful, including the two
shovels & 2 picks. He will collect his own gear, weapons & loaded
backpack together & place them where Dorhak wants everything gathered
together. Raddok plans to use his mining skills, so he'll have a pick
& shovel tied to the outside of his backpack where he can easily get
to them. If he's told he must carry the extra tools he insisted on
bringing, those may or may not be as easily accessible, but would also be
tied to the outside of the pack, but he hopes that someone else with any
mining skill will want to carry the extra set of tools, including a
climbing hammer, if Raddok finds one in the storeroom. When he has a
moment, he will check out, clean & do any repair on his gear &
weapons as needed.
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"Well, it looks like we might have a problem,"
Arawn said rather matter of factly. "Z'leyra's spell interacted
rather poorly with the kril's defenses. It backfired and it seems to have
drained all castable magical energy from everyone present. Magical items
and innate abilities seem intact but for the time being we'll be limited
on magic-use.
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I had hoped to divine information regarding the king as well
as Raddok's concern but I fear any delay. I get the uneasy sense that
time is of the essence."
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Arawn gave Opus an encouraging look when the red-skinned
mortal discussed his aunt and hope of growing in a spiritual manner.
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"You're likely smarter than you give yourself credit
for," the druid said encouragingly. "And whenever you're ready
to tread the spiritual path I'm sure that several among will be happy to
help you, myself included. And your skills will prove very handy
indeed. And I'm sorry to hear about your horse. But hopefully it lives.
When this mission is done perhaps I can help you check in on it."
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Familiar with magical entrancement Arawn watched with a
discerning eye as Opus reacted to Kimis's finger-snaps. He sensed that it
was a means to keep some sort of rage or trauma in check but knew now was
not the time to address it. For now he could only hope that Kimis would
be able to keep him under control in case some danger on the mission
triggered his issues. But when all was done he hoped to delve further
into the situation and hopefully help the man heal his mental and
spiritual wounds.
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Z'leyra mentally sighs and once again thinks to herself that
she should
someday make herself an enchantment to allow herself to see mana like
the
Fae do. Perhaps she would have fewer abysmal failures if she did.
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Once she has her bags packed and in order, Unali goes around
and checks if others also pack for a month. "I sure don't know how
long it will take to find the King, but if he has been gone for a month
almost, we could well be prepared to be gone for that long as well. Do we
all have enough to survive on?"
<x-tab> </x-tab>[Time:
12:48 pm]
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Crix claps his hands, “Ok. Let’s get this started.
Dorhak and your friends can go with me the rest out that door and the
guards will show you to the already stockpiled supplies.”
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Dorhak waves to Pyan and Arawn to join him.
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Barbosa turns around, “what if we had aid no? Gathering
those supplies would've been wasted?”
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Crix shrugs, “I suspected based on what I knew of Dorhak he
would. Dwarfs have honor like yourself. If not though...we'd
have tried a new group ourselves.”
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Barbosa looks down and then exits. Honor he doesn't
feel it but feels an outcast in his tribe. Maybe after this trip
he'll be seen as a true dwarf not a thing of abuse.
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Once main throne room door is closed Crix turns to the other
door and heads that way to the King's private area. He uses a key from
his neck and opens the door. He leads the trio down 30 feet and
then turns right down a dark hall lit only by a few candles. The
group passes a closed door then another and they figure it may be the
King's private quarters and office or such?
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The group then climbs a series of 8 small steps and it
levels to a hall about 20 feet long. At the end a large metal
door. Arawn can sense in this small hallway are already
magics. Probably some detection and defense magic. Dorhak can
notice small niches in the wall where stuff can poke or shoot out.
Maybe arrows or spears? Pyan notices the ground tiles are quite
unique compared to the other area of the krill. They are about 10x5
set of square tiles. His light feet unlike the other two can sense
the tiles must be pressure plates as well.
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“What you will see is not seen by many. King the
Archivist and myself. Only the King and Archivist can actually enter the
vault.”
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Crix pulls out a talisman of some sort from his tunic and
places it on a circle area on the door. A click is heard and he
puts the talisman back in his tunic.
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“The Elves helped with this place long ago.”
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Crix lights a lantern once passing through the door.
He leads the group up a incline rising about 10 feet at 40 or so
degrees. IT levels to a half circle about 30 feet around. As
the party look they see a large cavern carved up and smooth walls showing
intense craftsmanship. The cave itself is about 100 feet wide and
from the current level about 50 feet high. But as the group peers
over the edge there is no sign of any bottom.
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Dorhak frowns there is no vault! Its empty air.
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“We carved this place over 8 years. Added protection
spells on the walls so no one can just come in using magic. The
bottom is actually as far as we know endless. Based on our faerry
friends it is like a funnel slowly getting smaller and smaller. But
the Fae who flew down got hot so there could be lava down there. There
was a floor at one point. But we caved it all in to make no
floor.”
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“You may be asking where is the vault. Right there.”
He points to empty air. “It is a free floating – not attached to
ceiling – square metal box about 20 by 30 feet inside. There are actually
3 boxes. Two are decoys inside some lucky person got lucky and got
here – but very unlikely. We are safe on this ramp now but once you
go to the vault the magics kick in. You have limited time to open
the vault. Else the defense magics will kick in. For obvious
reasons can't discuss all the secrets and frankly I don't know them
all. The two who can enter the vault know how to get inside
the correct one. Yes. They are invisible.”
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Dorhak sighs maybe Fremea should've been here. She
could've flew to look around.
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Arawn can sense magic on the wall and ceiling. There
are many black holes. Large gaps in the air that seem to
move. Could the vaults be floating freely? He doesn't sense 3
large gaps though but a half dozen. Almost like its deluding his
senses on purpose. Maybe some mana shield or blocks?
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Crix pulls a few pebbles form a bag on his hip and tosses
them into the large open air. Several ping on something then fall
to oblivion.
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“That one eyed thief would have a hard time in here.
Fremea if got lucky could do things but would be limited on time.
So satisfied?”
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Dorhak considers this all – invisible floating vaults?
What about cave ins? Maybe they considered that as well. It could
be a hoax but if he asked to go inside a vault that could cause a rift as
they would be pressed to reveal a secret to some dwarf not even a
Besamer.
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Actions? Comments
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Next update...Wednesday?
<x-tab> </x-tab>GM: Sorry
for delays – its hard to get staff to actually work on time. Tuesday may
be busy for a month or so while mom gets rehab. So best days for
updates are Wed or Sat. So we'll see how it goes. Next update
the party will move into the tunnel to star the rescue. I'll assume
all gear except book is taken. Let me know otherwise. Not a big
deal on what you carry its not a big factor. If you need to do
anything last minute in Krill let me know. I'll do the necklace
stuff for Opus/Kimis next update.
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